In Patience

In patience, awaiting the last
Of luck to make complete the potluck,
Beauty’s eventual evolution, a rose
Growing inside a well, to spring, bloom
In sun, a long way coming, a long way
In patience.

A wishing well, a well-wisher
For all hearts beating, resting,
Uncrossed thresholds of worlds
To come, to make lovers of them all,
On the ninth of the penultimate
In patience still.

Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All rights reserved.

NaNoWriMo Day 9: 1988


About Shainbird

"A lonely craftsman putting one word after another."
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6 Responses to In Patience

  1. Bastet says:

    You know…I loved the way you used the words here and you created something beautiful…but if I were to say that I understood the poem, I couldn’t reply yes. It’s lovely in itself and rereading it I now see interesting prospects…It’s like looking at certai impressionistic paintings for the first time…a blur of color which slowly takes form in one’s mind. Neat!

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